20 de Enero
La Oreja de Van Gogh
January 20th
I thought it was a good moment,
finally, it was coming true,
so much talk about your silence,
they say it drags you like the sea
I filled my suitcase with books,
also with photos of you from before,
drew your smile next to mine,
fell asleep with your coat on the sofa
I want to be by your side,
I want to look at you and feel,
I want to get lost waiting,
I want to love you or die....
At the moment I saw your gaze looking for my face,
on the early morning of January 20th getting off the train,
I wondered what the rest of my life would be without you,
and since then I love you, I adore you, and I love you again
I took a train that didn't sleep
and saw your face in a window,
it was a reflection of the midday sun,
it was a love poem to travel
I want to be by your side,
I want to look at you and feel,
I want to get lost waiting,
I want to love you or die....
At the moment I saw your gaze looking for my face,
on the early morning of January 20th getting off the train,
I wondered what the rest of my life would be without you,
and since then I love you, I adore you, and I love you again
I lost you and I won't lose you,
never again, I won't let you go,
I looked for you far from here,
I found you, thinking of me
At the moment I saw your gaze looking for my face,
on the early morning of January 20th getting off the train,
I wondered what the rest of my life would be without you,
and since then I love you, I adore you, and I love you again